a thick pink line
in an unfortunate place
slightly raised near the edges
with a smooth center
concealing the relieved emptiness
that once housed a growing dread

(the doctor says it's getting softer)

they think i don't notice, but i do
their stares burrow through flesh blood bone
and pierce my heart
i can hear their thoughts
(what's that like what happened she's so damn young)
don't give me your pity
your patronizing poor-little-girl eyes
because i never asked for sympathy

so please don't question why i did it
because i didn't